fun with vowels
they caressed each others vowels with their tongues, giving particular attention to their i's and o's. then one one's i would play around the perimeter of the other's o, almost bringing an ejaculation of a's. they forget their e's and u's. though they are often forgotten in play of this type, they can be the most sensitive spots and easily aroused. jeff told john that this was the most pleasurable experience that he had had since they had had aural sex.
2/21/93
untitled
a man walks down an empty street
he says to himself
this street is like the heart of man
the man continues down the street
he sees a trash can stuffed with trash
he says to himself
this can is like the mind of man
the man continues down the street
he finds a shiny silver bowl
a shiny bowl nothing within
he says to himself
this bowl is like the soul of man
the man continues down the street
a sign flashes saying hot meals
he says to himself
hot meals served by cold people
the man finishes his walk
he looks into his mirror
he sees the street, the trash, the bowl and the sign
#73
the stagnant water was moving swiftly through my mind
it was on the friday after the friday before
time was out to lunch
her hair was the colour of french fries on fire
she lived next door to her neighbour who lived miles away
a line bit her nose off during the war
the triumvirate wrote a trilogy in triplicate
The untitled poem is one of my oldest poems. I think that you can tell by now that I love playing with words and juxtaposing things with meaning and things that are just absurdities.
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